Heh?

Ever had a test where you felt like, "Heh?" Stumped isn't the word. It's more of surprise in the fact that even if you studied or not, things'll be the same. "Heh?" @_@ I expected this POM test to be more on the quantitative side. I practiced my solutions and memorized the procedures well in anticipation. Quite the opposite. This test was more like, "How well can you BS your way out of this?" >_<



Bentong beats Geoff Eigenmann by one. Pare naman... Bentong? E 'yun 'yung sinasabi mo pag may Volks na dumaan. A wait, Pendong pala 'yun. ^_^

P.S.

Happy birthday Nati! ^_^

Powered by Tsinelas

We made lots of moolah in Powered by Paint. ^_^ Unofficially, the total net would be P50 thou. That would be a P140 thou improvement over last year's Siklab. I'm the man. No not really, much of the credit really belongs to Nati. @_@

Havaianas sold like hotcakes (but if you think about it, selling hotcakes is not really in our collective experience so we can't really tell how they'll sell, if they ever sell at all @_@). Anyway, point is, we all had a spanking good time. Ryan is P50 thousand richer and Chong has one successful project under his wing. I, on the other hand, shall take joy in the merits of having made new friends (or enemies in the administration) and having nurtured meaningful relationships. Bottom line is it was all worth it. ^_^

I made this poll in the hopes that somehow, tsinelas will win. But no, sneakers are more popular, or so it seems. I just wanted to illustrate a point. Well, anyway it's this: Ang tunay na pag-ibig ay parang tsinelas. Sa dinami-dami man ng sapatos, pag-uwi tsinelas pa rin ang hinahanap. ^_^

Answered Prayers

It's not about women. @_@ It's more along the lines of my recent orals in Theology. Rosanna was notorious for giving Fs and ludicrously objective questions. >_< Duenas didn't prolong the inevitable and said, "Sorry Ma'am, I haven't read that." Coming from a sucky group orals, I wasn't looking too sharp in the individuals. @_@

I no longer saw the point of studying. Muri and I would rather talk about how Dacanay is much better and how Rosanna gives tests that don't measure what we've learned. I was beginning to feel like flunking this Theology class just to prove a point that it sucked. >_< style="font-style: italic;">B+ in Dacanay and Jimeneeb *ahem* ^_^ ). We didn't want to face the fact that in the here and now, all we have is Rosanna and a copy of Nati's notes. It was so futile that we'd rather lose ourselves in painting and useless banter. @_@

But I had to at least try. Who knows I might get lucky? :-|

The tension increased tenfolds as we heard the first bell. Ten minutes. All we had was ten minutes. We raced upstairs in false alarm and the tension made me forget some of the finer points of the latter parts. It was a losing battle to say the least. I should be either really good or really lucky in this one. @_@

Nati drew first blood. Ma'am commented and it wasn't reassuring. I felt, "Crap. Even Nati can't please Rosanna. Eh aral na aral na nga 'yan." I bowed my head and prayed that prayer. :-|<

Lord, it is as if our lives are one test after another,
weighing us in somebody's balance.
Please save us from taking the coming test too seriously
or too lightly but grant that we reflect the best work
we've done and the best teaching we've received.

This we ask through Christ, our Lord. Amen.

"Maron. Why is the ambivalence of the Theological teaching the ambivalence of the soul?" >:-|

I knew this one! This was Mark Uy's question. I had this one in the bag. ^_^

"Ok, why is theological thinking the grammar of the heart?" >:-|

It was getting more difficult but I had read the article and committed it to heart.

"Ok, what is substance of this grammar?" >>:-|

Huh? What substance? I didn't know that one... (Wait, why is she asking me THREE questions??) :-O

"I think Maron is done now. That is enough." :-|

"Thank you!" was all I could say. ^_^ It was over for me. I might have missed some details but at least I didn't do a Duenas. It was easier to just quit but I know that would be an unacceptable option. Even though this was nothing short of a divine intervention, it just goes to show that there will always be hope. *ahem* Muri *ahem* ^_^

Going Guerrilla

I suddenly felt like eating something grilled. ^_^ Well anyway, Powered by Paint is doing fine if by fine we mean breaking even and earning profit on the 1st day of business. We could use more painters in the event though. Nobody seems to know how, and my first futile attempt to paint a shirt turned awry, thanks mostly to Nati. @_@ Well anyway, tonight we decided to go guerrilla in promoting the event. I asked almost everyone on my YM list to change their status to "Powered by Paint!" which was linked to Meaonline.

By the way, Tria wrote this for us (cosarocks.com). Haha. Thanks Tri. Oh ayan, special mention ka na rin.

A Short Visit to Flash Elorde Sports Center

I didn’t see Flash Elorde because apparently, the man is no longer with us in this life. But I did get to see his trophy room at their ancestral home in Sucat, Parañaque. It had an old rich look complete with Monet renditions and antique wood trimmings. Boxing gloves hanged from the ceiling. A faux gold bust of Elorde stands in the center surrounded by a good number of awards. I saw trophies as tall as Nati. That room is cool. I want my own trophy room someday.

. . .

Liza is Flash’s daughter-in-law and our main contact in the place. She was nice and generous and her wallet seemed bottomless. In the short tenure of our stay we witnessed Liza disbursing a sum total of 10 thousand pesos to a number of house helps. Their hacienda housed a good number of people, mostly boxers. It was like boxing camp and from what we heard, even Manny-the-effing-Pacman-Pacquiao once swept their walkways. They even had a URCC champ in the house. We actually feared for our lives, knowing that we were strangers there.